Monday, November 19, 2007

Pensieve's Poetic License-November

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Robin started a group called Pensieve's Poetic License. I joined to try out my creativeness. I have written a few poems before, not many, but I'm going to give it a try. Here are the rules:
So, ready to write your own? You have a week to complete it, but PLEASE don't make this more difficult than it is--Pensieve's Poetic License is intended to be a fun exercise in linguistic creativity! This month's theme is "Thanksgiving"; broad enough to go in a thousand directions, but remember, since PPL's motto is "No Rules. Just WRITE!" you're pretty much free to do as you please.

For the month of November we are to write a limerick for Thanksgiving.

Thanksgiving can bring out the best
For those who are thankful and blest.

For those who have need
Are those we can feed.

We invite them to be our guest!

We wonder why God does not see
Cruelty, injustice, poverty.

Since the fall of man
Darkness is at hand.

That's why God has called you and me.
Please go over to Robin's for more poems.

Holiday Giveaway!

Hop on over to Lindsay's for a chance to win one of several prizes, including a free blogger template! She will be drawing a winner November 26th.

Fun Monday

Karisma is our hostess for Fun Monday this week. And, here's the task:

"I want you to take a trip down memory lane, and keep right on going, right back
to your childhood. And I want to hear "THAT STORY". You remember the one?
Yes, you do! The one your parents, siblings, extended family or friends, would
never let you forget, live down or get over!"

I've already told you about the two knocked out front teeth
here. This is my first grade picture. My permanent teeth
were coming in by then. My brothers and I had to ride a school bus every
day. We lived way out in the country on a dirt road. I had a few new friends
who lived out near me now that I was in the first grade. I joined a group at
church called "SunBeams". They were going to meet after school at my friend's
house a few miles from my house. We were riding home on the school bus
and my friend was telling me about the meeting. I knew that I needed to
tell my mom that I was going to go, but I thought it would be o.k. to give
my brother a message for my mom. I told my brother Kenny to tell mom
that I was going to "Sunbeams" at Gwendolyn's house. Kenny said to me,
"Will you bring me some?" and I said, "Yeah." Not knowing what he was
talking about, I got off the bus at her house. So Kenny goes home and
my mom asks,"Where's Terri?" He tells her that I am gone to get him some
sun beans. I guess he finally tells her that I am at my friend's house, but
the important part is the "sun beans". Do you know what they are? We
used to find sun beans all over the place out around our house. They
are black and smooth and you could rub them on a rock and they would get hot.
Then I guess you could "burn" someone by touching it to them. Doesn't
that sound like fun? My brothers thought so. Anyway, I must have gotten
home somehow and Kenny asked me, "Where are my sun beans?" I
didn't have any for him so he was a little mad at me. I tried to explain
that I went to SunBeams, not sun beans. Yes, I did get into trouble for
going somewhere without permission. All at the age of six.